My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Ning Jinxuan smiled, "Well, I don't ask you to wear an evening dress. We both wear suits to seduce beautiful women."

Yun Jing stabbed him unceremoniously: "You will be thrown out a few blocks by me. Are you sure you want to seduce beautiful women with me?"

Ning Jinxuan:...

Yun Jing couldn't help laughing when he saw his speechless appearance.

Thinking of the two of them holding hands at the banquet, will it frighten everyone and misunderstand that they are gay?

"Can there be actions in Chu Xiong?" Yun Jing asked Ning Jinxuan after smiling.

Ning Jinxuan said sourly, "Didn't he always contact you? You know everything, why bother to ask me to make my teeth feel sore?"

"Ning Jinxuan, how many times do you want me to say that Chu Xiong and I have only brotherhood, and no love between men and women." Yun Jing said helplessly.

"But you are a woman, how can you have brotherhood with him. He loves you, and his love for you is no less than my love for you."

Yun Jing glared at him, "Then what do you want?"

Ning Jinxuan suddenly smiled and asked her: "Your hukou and ID card are here, right? How about going to get a marriage certificate before the Civil Affairs Bureau is off work?"

He got up and sat next to Yun Jing, stretched out his hand to embrace Yun Jing’s shoulders, and leaned forward to blow the heat in her ears, deliberately stimulating Yun Jing, but Yun Jing stretched out his hand to push him away, his beautiful face was not found A red cloud.

On the desert island, she used his swimming pool and was caught by him without blushing.

"I didn't want to marry me and I wanted to get started, don't think about it!" Yun Jing squeezed Ning Jinxuan's ear and left a word. She stood up, walked towards the desk, and said, "How many things do you have? Didn't take care of it? Let me help you."

Ning Jinxuan smiled and said: "It seems that I really marry Daobao when I marry you, and the Ning Group can leave it to you in the future." He will prepare for the proposal.

At that time, he will propose live broadcast.

"I thought that after marrying you, you would take all the burdens on my shoulders." Yun Jing didn't admit that he had walked away with excuses, lest Ning Jinxuan would become wild and eat her.

Although she has a cold temper and understands men and women, he would have been ready to move. If he hadn't respected her, maybe she would marry the Ning family with a big belly, oh, no, she can't have a baby now, don't have a big belly.

Ning Jinxuan spoiled and said: "Don't worry, you will never be tired from now on."

When she walked away carefully, he didn't know anything about it, but he didn't do anything yet, so she quickly slipped away.

Yun Jing was already sitting at the desk, helping Ning Jinxuan to do the unfinished things.

...

In the evening.

Mujia.

Cheng Xiaojun was holding a bucket of water and holding a rag to help Mu Zhi wipe the car. Mu Zhi came out of the house and saw what she was doing. He didn't stop her, but he still said: "It doesn't cost much to wash the car. Yes, you don’t need to do such a thing in the future."

"I'm bored."

Cheng Xiaojun's hand did not stop, and while wiping his car, he said: "You don't have any work to do at home. The house is well packed and the hygiene is clean. I wandered around the house for a long time before thinking about it. Wiping the car for you will pass the time."

The elder brother recovered well, and Mu Zhi arranged for another shift to take care of her brother. Cheng Xiaojun's time in the hospital was getting shorter and shorter. But at Mu's house, she really couldn't find anything to do.

When she was bored, she even wanted to **** the lawn in the yard, planting some vegetables and fruits, which seemed valuable, and spreading so many lawns was a waste of land for her.

Thinking that way, Cheng Xiaojun didn't really turn the lawn into a vegetable field, and felt that this was Mu Zhi's home.

It's been a while since she became Mu San's grandmother, and Cheng Xiaojun hasn't adapted yet, let alone treat this home as her future home.

"By the way, are you going to the banquet tonight?" Cheng Xiaojun asked Mu Zhi, "Are you ready? If you need my help, just say, I am quite capable."

Mu Zhi laughed and said: "What do I need to prepare? It's just showing my face in the past, knowing a few people, eating something, drinking some wine and I will come back." After thinking about it, he said: "If you really want to prepare something, I think , I will prepare a few insulated lunch boxes, multi-layered ones, so that I can pack some food and bring them back to you."

Cheng Xiaojun grinned, "Do you remember that incident."

Mu Zhi is serious, "A gentleman makes it difficult to chase a horse."

"Are you afraid of shame?"

"What's so embarrassing?"

Cheng Xiaojun was panicked for Mu Zhi when he imagined such a scene. The man actually said that there was nothing to be ashamed of, but he was not afraid of being ashamed, and she was too lazy to take care of it so much, but instead looked forward to the food he brought back.

Cheng Xiaojun wiped Mu Zhi's car clean. After wiping the car, the sun was on the west side. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her face with the back of her hand. Mu Zhi originally went into the house and helped her take out a tissue. Yes, before he gave the tissue, she wiped off the sweat with the back of her hand.

Mu Zhi didn't send any paper towels, but randomly wiped his face with paper towels.

"What time are you going out? Why haven't you changed your clothes?" Cheng Xiaojun drained the dirty water, cleaned the rags and buckets, and saw Mu Zhi still standing at the door looking at him, and said to him casually.

After that, she carried the bucket into the house.

"No need to change, go out when it's dark." Mu Zhi doesn't feel that his clothes are a problem. He used to attend banquets with his third aunt in a casual way.

Cheng Xiaojun turned to look at the clothes on his body. It was not a big problem. Since he doesn't care, what can she say? She put the bucket back in its place, washed another handle, and walked towards the kitchen.

Before helping him wipe the car, she made her own dinner.

After doing some work and sweating all over, Cheng Xiaojun felt that his stomach was empty. Regardless of whether Mu Zhi had gone out, he went to bring out his own dinner first, and Mu Zhi followed into the kitchen.

Seeing that she put all the cooked rice into a large bowl, and the only dish she fryed was just right on top of the rice, Mu Zhi couldn't help but say to her, "Xiao Jun, are you still not married? Consciously, how can you cook your own food? How about mine?"

Cheng Xiaojun was taken aback for a moment, and then asked him, "Aren't you going to the banquet? There is a lot of food at the banquet. Do you still need to eat at home?"

Mu Zhi:...

"I don't do much. You said you want to bring food back to me, and you have to keep your stomach for supper."

Mu Zhi:...

Seeing her eating with gusto, Mu Zhi swallowed unconsciously, and said sternly, "No matter what, when you cook in the future, you have to make my share. I am your husband. ."

Cheng Xiaojun muttered: "Would you not do it yourself? Who stipulates that the wife must cook for her husband?"

Mu Zhi was speechless again.

The wife he chose by himself, whether good or bad, he endured.